I visited the ER many times as an accident-prone kid – and a couple of times as a still-accident-prone adult – almost always for stitches, almost always somewhere in my head, to the point that one time, after seeing it done so often, my mother got medieval and fashioned her own butterfly stitch for one [...]

“Game recognizes game.” Or in this case, former Jehovah’s Witnesses recognize current ones.

There’s a youngish couple in our building that I pegged as JWs a while back and finally had my J-dar confirmed when they came knocking during the Jets game yesterday. Something about the way they carried themselves rang familiar, but it was [...]